User blog comment:Llamao/Kotir Reborn/@comment-3474228-20120318172736/@comment-3474228-20120321225518

Flynn crawls behind a tree just before an arrow thuds into the ground where he just was. He whispers out to JR, who is next to him behind the boulder. "They knew we'd be comin' this way!" He looks pityingly at the dead otter on the path and then agonizingly nocks an arrow to his own bow as the shaft in his shoulder starts to move about with his movements. The other five otters begin to shoot off into the trees, attempting to cut down the arching ferrets.